I went out to local bar tonight... there was a concert that i'd had tickets for, for awhile.
I was driving, so I made sure there was NO way I could get drunk, I left all but $5 at home. Of course my alcoholic thinking took over and said "hey, one drink.. no one will know". Well I bought that one drink, since I knew there was no way I'd end wasted since I only had $5. Well I sat that drink down, sat my purse down beside it and somehow managed to dump the damn drink all over the floor.
So no drink for me tonight.. which was great.
Just observing all the drunk, wasted people made me think why the hell did I thiink getting trashed was fun? just knowing I used to act like that too (or worse) when I got trashed....
so onto day 6 tomorrow..